"Why don't you get up soon?"
"Yes, I'll get up right away!"
When all the Dashun officers and soldiers heard this, they all trembled and stood up quickly. However, the eyes of these people when they looked at Zhu Cilang no longer looked down upon him, but instead showed some awe.
Zhang Zhiwei's thunder strike made these people feel deep awe no matter what. It is estimated that many people in the army have begun to pray and worship the old heavenly master in their hearts like a god.
Zhu Cilang nodded to Zhang Zhiwei, feeling very warm in his heart. I don't know the merits of Master Tian, but he is famous for protecting his shortcomings. It is so refreshing to be his peer.
In fact, Zhu Cilang understood that this was Li Guo giving him a blow and deliberately not giving him face, because those who participated in the rebellion in the Dashun Group were actually people with unforgettable hatred for Ming Ting.
Especially this Li Xin, he is actually Li Guo, the core figure of Dashun. This person has a bloody hatred for the Ming Dynasty.
They will not be convinced by the Ming Emperor in a short period of time. These people are just afraid of the old Tianshi, who is like a god, so they kneel here.
He was certain that if Zhang Zhiwei were not here, he would be the first to die.
But so what, the current reality is that the Heavenly Master is right next to him, and even if there are tens of thousands of Li Chuang's surrender troops on the scene, they don't dare to move at all.
"Your Majesty, Imperial Preceptor! Where are you!"
"We brought people here! Where are you people!"
A familiar voice came from the distance. At this time, the rain had passed and the sky cleared. The military camp that was supposed to be here was burned to a white ground by thunder, which allowed the voice to travel far.
As soon as Zhu Cilang heard the sound, he knew that Huang Dabao and others had arrived with their troops.
In an hour, these people were able to travel thirty miles from the capital, which was not too slow.
"Everyone, make way! Master Wang is here!"
Zhu Cilang spoke to the surrendering troops at the scene.
It's just different from the last time when no one paid attention. After his words, these people were neatly divided into two rows, not daring to hesitate at all.
"Dabao, I and the defeated puppet soldiers are here!"
Zhu Cilang shouted into the distance, but the Dashun officers and soldiers, who were called the defeated soldiers of Pseudo-Shun, lowered their heads and did not dare to refute.
These people gave Zhu Cilang a warning, and now Zhu Cilang naturally wanted to respond in return. The two sides were already competing secretly. Zhang Zhiwei, who saw this scene, smiled lightly and said nothing more.
Soon, Huang Dabao and others found this place, but this group of people were somewhat surprised to see Zhu Cilang and Zhang Zhiwei between the two rows of surrendering troops.
After learning that the ruins at the scene were dug up by the Imperial Master and the Ming Emperor, these people looked at Zhang Zhiwei as if they were looking at a god.
Of course, Zhu Cilang, the new emperor's prestige among the courtiers also increased. Who told them to actually see Zhu Cilang disappear in the capital.
"Dabao, let all those who surrendered come to the capital with me. From now on, their household registrations will be moved to the capital!"
"Don't bully them, these people are miserable people."
When these Ming soldiers arrived, Zhu Cilang gave orders to Huang Dabao and others.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Huang Dabao quickly agreed, and soon the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who had just arrived took these surrendered soldiers on their way back.
On the way, Zhu Cilang and Zhang Zhiwei returned home in a group of eight people. The status of the current Emperor of Ming Dynasty and the Imperial Master of Ming Dynasty are the same.
As soon as the two of them entered Longchu, they saw a small box placed on the table.
"This is the secret book of Gangjin that I asked Dabao to collect. They are all here."
Zhu Cilang opened the box and pushed it in front of Zhang Zhiwei, "I hope it can be of help to the Heavenly Master."
"good."
Zhang Zhiwei nodded and took out the secret book from the box. He took a copy of "Tiangang Qi" and started reading it in Long Chu.
There are many secret books, but there are actually not many books on Gang Qi Jin. There are not many books on this level in the entire Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Cilang on the side did not disturb him, but took a short rest in the dragon. He was so tired in the past two days that he couldn't stop feeling sleepy once he got into a stable environment.
There was no words all the way, except for the sound of Zhang Zhiwei turning the pages of a book.
When the two arrived in the capital, Zhang Zhiwei also finished reading all these books on Gang Qi Jin.
Now that he understands what Gang Jin is, he has the idea of cultivating it.
At this time, Zhu Cilang also woke up slightly and saw Zhang Zhiwei who had put down his books.
"Master Tian, how are you?" Zhu Cilang asked.
"The current situation should be stable for the time being. I also have an idea of the mystery of the Gangqi Realm, so I plan to go back first."
Standing up, Zhang Zhiwei closed the secret book box, "I have memorized these secret books, so I won't take them away."
"Okay, Heavenly Master, please excuse me. I hope you can break through to the Gang Qi realm as soon as possible."
Zhu Cilang looked polite and said, "It's just that I may have to trouble you a little bit more. There are Tartars outside the pass who are eyeing us."
"You're welcome, Ming Dynasty still needs you and me to work together, and the following cultivation scriptures about seeing the gods and being indestructible are all up to you. I feel that this level of martial arts is really of great use to me."
Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly, and then told Zhu Cilang, "Do it well. Now you are the master of the world, and you must shoulder the responsibility of the master of the world."
"Don't worry, I will definitely do it."
Zhu Cilang nodded seriously, and then in front of him, Zhang Zhiwei's body slowly faded and disappeared from the spot.
"The capital has arrived. Please invite the emperor and the imperial master to hold a prisoner presentation ceremony."
Long Chu also stopped at this time, and Huang Dabao's voice came from outside.
"Let me hold the prisoner presentation ceremony this time!"
Zhu Cilang opened the bead curtain and walked out.
"Then the Imperial Master..."
Huang Dabao looked at Long Hu and hesitated to speak.
"The Imperial Master has returned to the fairy world for the time being!"
Zhu Cilang strode forward, his body exuding the light of golden thunder, and he already looked like an emperor in every move he made.
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Swipe!
In the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly appeared in a secret room used for practice and retreat.
Looking around, he found that the scene was somewhat different from before he left. There were already cobwebs on some items, and it seemed that a lot of time had passed.
"Is the flow of time different?!"
Zhang Zhiwei knew that the speed of time in the world was different, but he did not expect that the difference was still quite large. It takes at least a week for a spider to build its web. Could it be that a week has passed since I went to Daming for two days?
With this kind of questioning mentality, Zhang Zhiwei decided to go out and take a look. In order not to be monitored, he deliberately did not bring any electronic products, so he really didn't know the time for a while.
There is only one landline phone in the secret room. This phone does not display the time and is only used for emergency contact.
